The results are in...
I called her, no answer. I didn't leave a message, she changed her greeting. She called back 15 minutes later. I called her from my work phone and for some strange reason she calls it back, wierd. 'Hello,' she says, 'Hello,' I say. God damn it, my stomach jumps so high I nearly puke all over my desk. I would give anything to be transported back to September when we were just getting to know eachother. We had good times. She told me that our first date was the best date she ever went on. I think there's something to say about that. I don't date. I don't get nervous on dates for that matter. You either like me or you don't. I'm not particularly outgoing, or funny, or rich. I am an individual, that's the deal. Not in a million years will you meet anyone like me. I'm not a hater, but to the untrained eye I appear to be one. I'm not a pretty boy, but I attract people. I don't know. I'm out.